I Still Got It?

So I just ran out to Cumbies because I had a major craving for Doritos and root beer. I wasn't doing much today so I was dressed in comfy clothes, jeans and an old tee from my Cape trip with the girls. It has a cassette tape on it that says "Cape Cod Mix" and in hot pink letters it says "Made in the Eighties". It's kind of a loud shirt, so I get that people are drawn to reading it, it's the nature of a graphic tee. But when I paid for my snack the young kid behind the counter was most definitely staring at my enhancing chest region. It's definitely a positive symptoms of pregnancy, but I'm totally not used to it. 


"Made in the Eighties huh?" he asked and smiled. And then for some reason I felt embarrassed and I started rambling and blurted out that I'm pregnant. I guess I wasn't expecting to get male attention from anyone other than my husband now that I'm expecting. It was weird. 


Turns out the kid is 21 (Made in the Nineties) and I started thinking about what a world of difference it is between 21 and 27. It's kind of amazing to think of what I've done in those six years:


I started my teaching career
I got my master's degree
I'm married
I have a house
I'm having a baby


Pretty nice. 


And now after all those years since reading Are you there God, it's me Margaret? I'm finally filling out!